One of THOSE Days

one of those days
Can I request a do over?

Yesterday was one of THOSE days. Everything I did, turned to crap.

*disclaimer* I totally try my hardest to not be a bitchy person as I know I’m fortunate and blessed – but today – I need to rant. Thanks for reading *MUAH!*

I really thought yesterday was going to be dandy. I woke up to realize that it was 10:00 am! The kids had slept in, so had I. The husband had gotten the older kids out the door to school. The late hours I’ve been putting in working leaving me with no sleep had caught up. I knew that yesterday was just going to be a ROCK STAR DAY. Oh that was a lie.

What I forgot was I really should of woken up. I totally missed my mom’s group. You know the 1 guaranteed day every other week that I get to socialize with other human beings while someone watches my kids. Yep, it started at 9 and I officially would NOT be attending.

Then the kids woke up, you know before I could even get coffee. I took them downstairs to get everyone fed. Put the baby in his chair and went to get my toddler milk. I proceeded to the garage, in my pajamas

the toddler
"I locked mommy out of the house"

, no bra – looking absolutely hideous. After getting the milk out of our garage refrigerator – I trip the milk hits a shelf and starts SPEWING EVERYWHERE! Thinking, I must rush to the sink as that is the last of the milk, and we need to save a few glasses worth, I go to open the door from our garage to our kitchen and my toddler has locked it. Yes, meaning I was locked out in the garage.


It’s raining here in Texas. I open the garage door – howdy neighbor! and sneaky style run to each of our home’s doors to hoping to find an unlocked door.  Nada. With no phone and really not wanting to see my neighbors, I try to talk my toddler into opening the door. If he can lock it, surely he can unlock it — right?  His 23-month old vocabulary then killed me as he repeatedly told me “no. no. no.” as I said “Izaiah, can you open the door?”

Remember me talking about Mommy super powers? Again they come to the rescue. After a body slam, the door opens. My baby and toddler are safe. Though now apple sauce is all over the table and the refrigerator door is open.

If it stopped there I would of been fine. But the day went from sucky to hell when I thought that I lost my wedding ring (even though I found it later). Zeke vomitted on me twice. There was an incident with wind and a short dress. And well, it’s now 5:40 am in the morning and I am finishing this post that I started 6 hours ago. And no I haven’t slept yet and the older kids must be up in exactly 1 hour.

This is one of THOSE days where nothing seems to go right.  I’m hitting the sack, and enjoying my  now 59 minutes of sleep. But before I close these eyes, I am praying for a better day and week to follow (it’s Spring Break next week – 4 kids home all week – God, big prayers ahead).

What is Your Solution for Sucky Days?


Molly blogs about technology and mom style at Digital Mom Blog.  Follow -> TwitterFacebookPinterest – Google+

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